Madman, You're a Madman, Seeking Everything
Zheng Zhan: Ah, this.
Helpless, Zheng Zhan began the countdown. Seeing that Qin Fang had no reaction, he could only announce, "Qin Fang has lost his ability to fight. Please have the next member of the Body Sect take the stage."
After Zheng Zhan finished his announcement, Qin Fang jumped up energetically and walked leisurely off the stage, showing no signs of being injured or near death.
Qin Fang even gave Meng Hongchen a playful wink.
A wave of boos erupted from the audience, all expressing their contempt for Qin Fang.
Qin Fang stepped off the stage, looked at Long Aotian lips were twitching, and said, "Ao Tian, work hard and strive to win."
Long Aotian and the others' eyes were practically spitting fire, their expressions ferocious as they said, "Sect Leader, do you know how many Gold Soul Coin we've bet? Five million! A full five million! That's all our savings!"
Long Aotian and the others were practically spitting blood. What? Who would have thought that the strongest Body Sect Master would cause trouble and hold back?
Qin Fang waved his hand with a smile, saying nonchalantly, "What does it have to do with me?"
Long Aotian and the others were discouraged, but the six of them quickly encouraged themselves, determined to achieve final victory even if their Sect Leader was not supportive.
Just then, Qin Fang shouted, "Meng, you must win! I've bet ten million Gold Soul Coin on you!"
These words caused Long Aotian and the others to stumble and turn around to glare at Qin Fang. Uh, Sect Leader, you? You planned this all along.
For some reason, Long Aotian and the others felt betrayed.
Qin Fang glared at Long Aotian and the others, clenched his fists, and said, "What, are you going to rebel?"
Long Aotian and the others immediately deflated and dared not say anything more.
Long Aotian versus Meng Hongchen.
Even if Long Aotian used all his trump cards, including his Soul Spirit and Soul Tool, he was still no match for Meng Hongchen. The reason was simple: the level eight Soul Tool that Meng Hongchen was wielding was too powerful.
This level-eight Soul Tool, the Ice and Fire Blade, forged from God-level Metal, complements Meng Hongchen perfectly, unleashing power comparable to a peak Soul Douluo.
Long Aotian sighed inwardly. He knew in his heart that the situation was hopeless.
The individual Elimination Tournament between the Body Sect and the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy ended with the Body Sect being utterly defeated.
Team competition.
Qin Fang even feigned illness to avoid the competition, leading to another defeat for the Body Sect.
With that, the Soul Duel Tournament came to a close, and the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy won the championship for the second consecutive time, as the audience erupted in cheers like the ocean.
This is the honor of the Sun Moon Empire; this is the honor of the Sun Moon Soul Engineering Academy.
Jing Hongchen appeared with a big smile and presented the award to the champion. This was a level nine Soul Tool, which made everyone envious.
"The Sun Moon Empire is mighty."
"The Sun Moon Empire is the strongest."
"Sun Moon, Sun Moon."
A cacophony of sounds erupted, and the entire Mingdu was plunged into a sea of joy.
As for the Shrek Academy, the former champion, it has long since faded into obscurity. The most powerful dark horse, Tang Sect, was also wiped out, with only Xiao Xiao surviving.
Long Aotian and the others returned dejected and heartbroken; they were heartbroken not only for the lost five million Gold Soul Coin, but also for their Sect Leader had betrayed them.
Faced with the mournful looks in Long Aotian's eyes, Qin Fang could only say, "Come on, come on, come with me to the Black Market to ask for Gold Soul Coin. Once I get them, I'll double the amount you each bet."
Upon hearing this, the eyes of the members of the Body Sect finally lit up.
"Sect Leader, you must keep your word."
"That's right, Sect Leader, you can't lie to us."
"Sect Leader, if you're lying to us, I'll draw a circle and curse you."
Qin Fang smiled slightly, then gave him a sharp rap on the head. "You dare to curse? You're really giving me too much credit."
Black Market.
The heads of the three major Black Market families gathered together, sweating profusely, at a loss for what to do. This gamble was too high; if they had to pay out, nearly three Black Market's worth of profits would be wasted. How could they possibly bear to do that?
In the vast Black Market hall.
The Titled Douluo beneath the black robes angrily declared, "This? Qin Fang rigged the match; we can refuse to pay compensation."
Another black-robed Titled Douluo exclaimed, "That's a full 100 million Gold Soul Coin! 100 million Gold Soul Coin!"
"Yes, I suggest not paying compensation."
These Titled Douluo stubbornly refused to budge.
"Don't forget Qin Fang's identity. This guy is the one who dared to slap Xu Tianran in the face!"
"Yeah, this kid is bloodthirsty. He's the Saint Son of the Holy Spirit Cult."
"By the way, what if he gets angry? What should we do then?"
Just as the people in the Black Market were discussing what to do, Qin Fang led the people of the Body Sect to storm the door, smashed down the entrance to the Black Market, and swaggered inside.
With the Du Busi of Du Busi, the Limit Douluo of the Body Sect, he stood on the platform, quietly watching the crowd in the Black Market, exuding an overwhelming sense of oppression.
Qin Fang looked at the Titled Douluo shrouded in black robes and smiled, "Seniors? This is my contract. Please exchange it for Gold Soul Coin."
Just as these Titled Douluo were about to speak up to delay, they heard Qin Fang say with a smile, "Seniors, my teacher's Death God Tower is still missing a few Titled Douluo's Main Soul. I think you are perfect fit."
Upon hearing this, these Titled Douluo from the Black Market dared not dawdle any longer. They immediately paid Qin Fang, urging him to leave quickly, as they couldn't afford to offend him.
Compared to Qin Fang, Ye Xishui is the real ruthless one, a female demon who kills without blinking an eye.
As for the contracts of other Soul Master, let's just renege on them if we can. Black Market? What is Black Market? It's when black people eat black people, that's what Black Market is.
Qin Fang counted out one hundred million Gold Soul Coin and said with a smile, "Thank you all for your generosity, seniors."
Qin Fang and the others turned and left.
A moment later, Meng Hongchen took out the contract from her Storage Soul Tool and said, "I want to exchange it too."
Meng Hongchen's contracts were very scattered, ranging from ten thousand to one million, all of which were against the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy.
These Black Market Titled Douluo said irritably, "Get lost, we don't admit it. What normal person would buy it like this? You have to come in person to redeem it."
Meng Hongchen immediately burst into tears, and Qin Fang, upon hearing this, quickly returned to "supporting justice."
Qin Fang pretended to listen to the whole story, then casually threatened, "Hey, seniors, what kind of business do you run? You've got to pay them back right now."
These Titled Douluo, hidden beneath their black robes, glared angrily and said, "Qin Fang, don't push your luck!"
In an instant, Du Busi went berserk, killing a Titled Douluo. A Herta appeared in the sky and absorbed the Titled Douluo's soul.
The two worked together perfectly, and this scene made all the Titled Douluo in the Black Market tremble and wet their pants.
Qin Fang smiled broadly, sipping a steaming cup of milk tea, and said, "Seniors, money or your lives? The choice is yours. I'm easygoing; or how about I kill you all and then break into your Treasure Vault? That's fine too."
These words sent chills down the spines of these Titled Douluo. Qin Fang was actually capable of doing such a thing. He was a madman, a lunatic.
Busy, so busy!